I Have A Dual World Seal

Chapter 1072: Chapter 1071: Encountering the Ginseng Doll at the Hot Springs

Shen Ying smirked, "After all these years, Lu Lang still remembers."

Lu Zheng couldn’t help but hold his forehead. Sometimes having a good memory can be troublesome. He had only enjoyed it once in his life, so of course, it left a deep impression.

Huh? Wait, no, I didn’t enjoy it, I just went for a drink!

Lu Zheng rubbed his hands, blaming it all on Duan Changzai!

...

After a delightful and comforting hotpot meal, the group didn’t stay at Taohua Village, but instead detoured to Hundred Springs Valley to continue enjoying the hot springs and resting.

Winter and hot springs, what a perfect combination!

As the saying goes, do not gaze at what is inappropriate. So, Lu Zheng found a small spring with Zhu Yushan and Ning Zhiqui, while the other women soaked in the large spring next door.

It was Lu Zheng’s first time soaking in a hot spring with other men, and he couldn’t deny that it felt rather awkward.

However, Zhu Yushan and Ning Zhiqui seemed very at ease, lying comfortably on a slope not far away, sipping on a drink, their expressions relaxed, thoroughly enjoying themselves.

"I’ve heard about Hundred Springs Valley for a long time, but this is my first visit. Brother Lu, you’re lucky," Ning Zhiqui said, his entire body submerged in the spring water, his face red and sweating.

Zhu Yushan, looking as usual, teased Ning Zhiqui, "Brother Ning, you seem a bit weak, getting all steamy from a soak. What, hasn’t Miss Yi been giving you any tonics?"

Ning Zhiqui glared, "Ning Mou is only twenty-four, what tonics do I need?"

In the transparency between men, their conversations turned somewhat lewd.

Zhu Yushan laughed, "Miss Yi practices the path of the Ghost Immortal. Although she doesn’t absorb Yang Qi, she’s still quite powerful, right?"

Ning Zhiqui bared his teeth, "You seem to know a lot. Having cultivation is impressive, huh..."

In the neighboring large spring, several women whispered among themselves, and not long after, Yi Xiaoqian found several pieces of Huang Jing and Antler next to her. Liu Qingyan even handed her an elixir.

Yi Xiaoqian’s face turned red as she wanted to argue, but had nothing to say. The important thing was...

The herbs they gave were all high-quality, especially Liu Qingyan’s elixir, which nourished Yin and strengthened Yang. Yi Xiaoqian was reluctant to refuse.

...

As the women laughed and played, Si Lingxi turned her head slightly.

In the next instant, a dark shadow swiftly passed by a few dozen feet away at another spring, splashing water as it went.

"Uu-uu-uu..."

The sound of crying in a child’s voice echoed in everyone’s ears simultaneously.

The next moment, a demon wind came crashing through Hundred Springs Valley.

"Hahaha, I’ve already planted a Soul Chasing Guide on you. Where do you think you can run? Be a good girl and come out. Entering my stomach will be your blessing, hahaha!"

In their view was a short, chubby man in a ragged Daoist robe, moving swiftly with a black net in hand, laughing heartily.

However, just as he charged into Hundred Springs Valley and hadn’t had a chance to observe the situation within the valley, he felt himself run right into a large palm.

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, he was slapped out with a speed faster than he charged in. freewēbnoveℓ.com

"Whoosh!"

The chubby man turned into a dark shadow and flew straight out of the valley, crashing into the ground with a "thud."

"Uu-uu-uu..."

The child’s cry halted momentarily, then, just as it was about to escape the bounds of Hundred Springs Valley, it arced back around and quickly returned, diving into Shen Ying’s arms in the large hot spring adjacent to Lu Zheng’s.

Those with enough cultivation saw through the true form of the owner of the child’s voice, so no one stopped it. In fact, Shen Ying even opened her arms to catch it.

"Uu-uu-uu..."

It was only then that Wang Xiaowan, Yi Xiaoqian, and the others looked over to see that in Shen Ying’s embrace was a fair, smooth-skinned little girl.

This little girl was no more than a foot high, with fair, chubby features. She had two small braids tied with vine tips, wearing only a green bellyband.

Her cheek was soft and lustrous, fair yet rosy, with large, red eyes. At this moment, she was furrowing her brows, pouting, sobbing, while tightly clutching Shen Ying, with tears in the corners of her eyes, trembling in fear, looking quite pitiable.

"What is this..."

Shen Ying hugged the little girl tightly, patting her small head, "It’s a Ginseng Doll."

Ginseng Doll?

The women’s eyes lit up, curiously gathering around, which startled the little girl. She kept twisting her body, desperately trying to snuggle further into Shen Ying’s embrace, as if wanting to hide inside.

"Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid." Shen Ying patted the little girl’s head, "It’s okay, it’s okay."

For a plant to gain intelligence, it is far more difficult than animals.

And for a spirit medicine to gain intelligence, it’s even rarer, requiring the right time and place, and an inexplicable fortune. Haven’t you seen that even many thousand-year-old herbal spirit medicines rarely gain intelligence, while some only two to three hundred years old have enlightened, able to move freely?

So it’s not that everyone’s knowledge is limited; even the proportions of plant spirits and animal demons appearing in storyteller’s tales are less than one in nine.

Under Shen Ying’s reassurance, the little girl gradually calmed down, blinking her shiny black eyes, timidly glancing at these bright-eyed older sisters around her.

At this moment, a loud shout echoed from outside Hundred Springs Valley.

"Where did this mountain spirit or wild monster come from, daring to ambush the Daoist Master!"

The shout reverberated through the valley, causing the little girl in Shen Ying’s arms to shudder again, trembling and burrowing further into her embrace.

"Just a big rat with intelligence, who somehow acquired a Dao Scripture and trained in a muddled, twisted manner, yet dares to call himself a Daoist Master?"

A clear and bright voice rang near the chubby man’s ear, like a thunderclap, leaving his head buzzing.

"Bah! What big rat? I’m a natural Dao Body, the Feishan Temple Master of Rongzhou!"

The chubby man climbed up from the ground, shaking his dizzy head, cursing, "Who are you to dare snatch things from the Daoist Master, name yourself, and maybe we’ll meet again in the future!"

This voice just now made the chubby man feel a little fearful, knowing the other was stronger than him, so he dared not rush into the valley.

But he still had to utter some harsh words, and he was secretly counting his fingers, sensing the location of the Soul Chasing Guide planted on the Ginseng Doll.

"Once the Daoist Master eats that Ginseng Doll and greatly advances in cultivation, I’ll come find my revenge!" the chubby man thought, continuing to pinch his fingers, calculating,

"Huh? Still inside the valley?" The chubby man suddenly raised his head, his eyes looking towards the valley with surprise.

"Feishan Temple Master? Did you appoint yourself?" Lu Zheng heard the man speaking and couldn’t help but squint his eyes, frowning as he asked.

"Self-appointed or not..."

The chubby man had just begun to speak this line when he felt a tightness around him, binding him, as a wisp of Cloud Qi invaded his body, sealing his Dantian and Sea of Consciousness.

Thus, the rough words that were about to leave his mouth turned into a wail.

"Spare me, elder!"